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Poem Details
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| Title: | CRIMSON |
| Author: | Cassie |
| Date Submitted: | 6/18/2009 |
| Poem: |
It''s official now I''m off somewhere out there out there I''m SPINNING AWAY for DAYS not here in ways or words invisible to your logic and reason your take these pleases these f***ing MOTIVATIONS and I yell I''m not just your sad little red, no I''m CRIMSON I stand out! I''ll dazzle you if only you''d let me YOU who can''t grasp my simple perfection my shallow deceptions or illogical reasons Oh yes, we are friends, me and MY EXCUSES I''ve held all their hands I still hug them dry so I''ll call myself out you f***ing lie! you mistake! now you try do! Before it''s TOO LATE (or too much or too broken) Oh, who cares anyway when I''m out of my mind in this world of no time and of casual hate with it''s glorified perversions desertion obsessions and who can be found or who can stay and who can be made to in the FIRST PLACE, anyway we are all chained and choking God has got to be joking! And yes I''m still smoking BAD smoker BAD! I''m still dragging around still not one of the crowd don''t get my point? Why not too PROFOUND?... |